Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of
his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. She grew perhaps a shade paler,
and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with
luggage, was still waiting. ‘Who is that man? What has he to do with you? No, don’t tell me. Yet either the rest or the wine
seemed already to have done him good. “It means that I have had enough of this slavery,” she declared. En tout cas, why had he not returned? She pondered the question as, later, she
paced about her favourite retreat. I don't know; I
really don't know," she found herself repeating. “Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,”
said she.
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